| It happened in Monterey, a long time ago
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| I met her in Monterey, in old Mexico
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| Stars and steel guitars and luscious lips, as red as wine
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| Broke somebody’s heart and I’m afraid that it was mine
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| It happened in Monterey without thinking twice
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| I left her and threw away the key to paradise
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| My indiscreet heart longs for the sweetheart
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| That I left in old Monterey
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| Ah, it happened in Monterey, a long time ago
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| I met her in Monterey, in old Mexico
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| Stars, guitars, lips red as wine
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| Broke somebody’s heart and I fear that it was mine
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| It happened in Monterey and without thinking twice
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| I left her and I threw away the key to paradise
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| My indiscreet heart, how it longs for that sweetheart
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| That I left in old Monterey |